A wolf met a Fawn, and said to him, "How did you come to be striped?" The Fawn answered "They buried me about that deep (about three feet deep) in the earth, laid a riddle over me, and built a fire on top. That is what caused me to be striped." Then the Wolf decided that he wanted to become striped too, so they dug a hole for him of the required depth. When he got into it, the Fawn put a riddle over him, and built a big fire on tip. Presently the Wolf said, "it is getting hot. I am now becoming striped." By and by he spoke again, and said, " I want to urinate." Later on he said, "I want to defecate." But the Fawn kept piling up the fire higher and higher, until the Wolf's vertebrae aside to cool, and ran a hickory-bark rope through them, and hung them around his neck. Then he started off, and as he went sang, "Gonega ga tsanandi c wilwi ca nandic comp-comp. By and by he cane to a place where there were some other Wolves. When they heard him, they asked for the words of his song, and he said, "I am just singing a song about wearing my own bones." -- "All right," they said; and he started on again. When more; and now they understood it, and started after him.

The Fawn ran on for some time, and at last reached the hole of a Skunk, where he sought refuge. Presently the Wolves came up, and said to the Skunk , "Didn't a Fawn come here?" -- "He is sitting down in the house," said the Skunk. "Put him out." Then the Skunk told them to come close and look sharp, because the Fawn was very quick, and might escape them. Afterward he went into his den and began backing out, acting as though he were pulling something with him. When he had gotten partly out, he threw his scent all over them, and they fainted, while the Fawn ran past them and got away.

When the Wolves came to, they started in pursuit once more. Finally the Fawn reached the home of a Buzzard, and took refuge in his nose. The Wolves came up and asked the Buzzard if he had seen a Fawn; but he said, "I haven't seen any one." But one of the Fawn's legs was sticking out of the the Buzzard's nose; and the Wolves said, "What is that in your nose? It looks like the leg of a deerd." Then the Buzzard blew his nose, and blew the Fawn out; and the Fawn ran on again, the Wolves in pursuit.

After the Fawn had run on for some time, he climbed up into the limbs of a tall tree. They tried to shoot him so that he would fall down using for this purpose the beard-like bristles about their mouths; but they failed. Then they remembered that a Terrapin lived near by, and said to one another, "If we can get that Terrapin, he will be able to kill him." So one of the Wolves went to the Terrapin's house and asked him to come; but the Terrapin said, I am making some arrows." The Wolf went back to the rest, and reported; but they told him to go again, saying, "We think he has finished his arrows by this time." Again the Wolf went to ask the Terrapin; but the Terrapin said, "I am now straightening my arrows." The messenger returned, and reported again, and again he was sent to the Terrapin. "I am now feathering my arrows," said the Terrapin. So the messenger went back the third time; and the others said, "We think he has finished feathering his arrows." But this time the Terrapin said, "I am now just beginning to sharpen my arrows." -- "We think he has finished sharpening his arrows," said the Wolves, and sent once more. But now the Terrapin said, I am too small. I can't go unless they carry on their backs." Then three Wolves were sent, --one to take the bow; the second, the arrows; and the third to carry the Terrapin. In that way they brought him and his bow and arrows to the tree in which the Fawn had taken refuge, and they set him down under it. The Terrapin began shooting; but at first his arrows missed, and the Wolves had to keep running after them to bring them back. Finally, however, the Terrapin hit the Fawn, and made him fall from the tree. Then the Wolves set to work to skin the Fawn, and cut him up so that each would have a piece; and they asked the Terrapin which part he would have. As the Terrapin did not answer, they said, "Will you take a hind quarter?" -- "My thighs always hurt, and I don't think it would agree with me, " said the Terrapin. "Will you take a fore quarter?" --"I have pains in my shoulder, and I don't think it would agree with me." -- "Will you take a rib?" -- "No, for I have pains in my ribs, and I don't think it would agree with me." -- "Will you take the spine?" -- "I am troubled with backache. I don't think it would agree with me." -- "Will you take the jaw?" -- "I am troubled with pains in the jaw, and I don't they would agree with me." -- "Will you take the legs or feet?" -- "No; I am troubled with pains in the knees, and I don't think they would agree with me." -- "Will you take the entrails?" -- "No, I can't. My stomach bothers me." -- "Will you take the tail?" Then the head Wolf said, "I guess he doesn't want any of it." So each Wolf took a piece, and they carried everything away.

After the Wolves had gone, the Terrapin crawled over to where the Fawn had lain, and hunted about. They had taken everything, and had also licked up nearly all of the blood; but presently he found one leaf with a drop of clotted blood upon it. He dropped one leaf after another on this until he had a big bundle, and he tool this up on his back and carried it away. By and by he got close to the place where he lived; and, when his wife saw him coming, she said to herself, "He is bringing meat." So she filled a pot with water, and put it on the fire prepared to cook it. When her husband came up and threw down his bundle, she went and began taking off leaves. She was surprised at not finding any meat; but her husband kept saying to her "It is farther in. It is farther in." Finally she took the last leaf off, and saw the drop of blood. Then she said to him, "What do you mean by bringing this little clot of blood?" She seized it angrily, and threw into her husband's eye; and ever since then the eyes of the terrapin have been red.